An hour later, the original pouring rain suddenly turned into light rain, and although it was still raining, the sun came out.

They waited for about half an hour under the Qingshan Temple of Wuyue mountain before the rain stopped.

After the rain, the air becomes fresh, and the temperature is not as hot as before.

After Ji Yueru got off the carriage, she was helped by gong'e and climbed to the top of the mountain step by step.

Yan Qingyi walks in the middle, Bai Sihan and the other three soldiers walk at the back.

It may be that the original owner has been strengthening his body, so Yan Qingyi didn't feel any tiredness when climbing.

But Ji Yueru and gong'e were so tired that they gasped for breath.

This season Yueru's serious illness is beginning to heal, it is not too tired, Yan Qingyi let them two stop to rest and go.

After ten minutes' rest, they continued to climb the mountain.

After about 20 minutes, they finally arrived at the gate of Qingshan temple.

Standing at a high place, everything at the foot of the mountain is clear. Looking at the endless mountains, it suddenly seems that you are in a paradise, very comfortable.

Through the mountain gate, you come to the courtyard of the Grand Hall of Qingshan temple. At the moment, there is a young monk sweeping the residual leaves floating on the floor.

When he saw Ji Yueru, he put down his broom and came up to her. He bent down slightly and put his hands together: "a few benefactors, please!"

Ji Yueru also put his hands together and politely saluted him. Then he followed the monk into the Mahavira hall to burn incense and worship Buddha.

Yan Qingyi walked forward two steps. She thought that Bai Sihan would go in. Unexpectedly, he stood still in the yard.

Out of curiosity, Yan Qingyi turned to Bai Sihan and asked, "don't you go in to burn incense and worship Buddha?"

Bai Sihan took a look at the hall in front of him. His eyes drew back and moved to Yan Qingyi's face. He just shook his head and did not speak.

In this life, Bai Sihan killed many people with Dai Chiqing. His hands were also stained with countless blood. Therefore, he could not enter it, so as not to defile the Buddha.

Yan Qingyi pursed his lips and turned to enter the hall of Mahavira.

After burning incense, Ji Yueru kneels on the futon, and then looks at the Buddha's statue with reverence.

Yan Qingyi asked for three incense sticks to burn.

After burning it and inserting it into the censer, he knelt on the futon.

"Buddha, please bless me to come back to my family as soon as possible, and please bless my family's health." Yan Qingyi prayed silently in his heart, then kowtowed and got up.

After Gong e helped Ji Yueru up, Ji Yueru looked at the monk and said, "little master, can you tell me where the host is?"

The little monk nodded and said, "benefactor, we are in charge of the meditation room in the backyard."

Ji Yueru nodded and said, "please take me to see the host."

"Yes The little monk nodded.

Ji Yueru looked at Yan Qingyi and gong'e and said, "you two are waiting for me outside. I will come when I go."

Then Ji Yueru went to the backyard with the little monk.

After leaving the hall, Yan Qingyi went to the courtyard outside, looked around and asked gong'e, "gong'e, is this Qingshan temple only the host and the little monk?"

Gong'e shook her head and said, "I remember that there are four monks here, but as for why we only see one, we don't know. Maybe other monks have gone down the mountain to pray for alms

Yan Qingyi, oh, did not speak.

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